Thursday, October 3, 2013

The boys floated and camped on the Buffalo again over Labor Day weekend. It was probably their last trip of this year. We pretty much take a hiatus from outdoor activities once the temps drop down into the fifties. We watched Deliverance a few nights before they left because B is kinda messed up like that. I always forget how much I hate that movie! About a week later I had a creepy dream about B, a murder, and the Rapala fishing line clippers he always wears around his neck while fishing. It was super weird. It's crazy how our minds work.

B only supplies me with a small number of photos from each trip so these are what I have to share.

This is right before they headed out. M was more excited than he looks. It was around 4am so I think he was just ready to get in the truck and go back to sleep. I was ready to get back in bed too...but we paparazzi do what we gotta do.
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I didn't realize how pretty this pic was until I posted it here. I guess this makes the pre dawn wake up call worth it. Sort of.

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Of course there were lots of fish to be caught.

And apparently a bit of Putin-esque posing for the camera. ;) Do you spy the clippers? Hint: They look like a whistle.

Ole Blue had a little issue when the outfitter went to shuttle her down to the take out point. The voice mail the guy left on B's phone was so funny. It was something like Hey Brent this is ____. Just wanted to let you know we have a small problem with your truck. We got a little way out and the u-joint fell off. No big deal, we were able to get it back here to the store. Just give me a call when you get in and we'll send someone down to get you. Anyway, nothing to worry about. Have a good time on the river. Hahaha. B did end up being able to drive Ole Blue home. He just had to keep her in four wheel drive (yes it was as long a trip as you might be imagining). Now she's sportin' a fancy new u-joint and running like new. Except, she's old.

Speaking of old...B's birthday is this Sunday!! For twenty three days he'll be my senior. Hehe. We have some fun stuff planned for him.

About Me

Hi. My name is Angie. I have a husband and three kids and I work in a button factory. Oh wait, that's not me. I DO have a husband and three kids. I work part time for an apparel company, and full time for my family. My husband Brent is a police officer. We were high school sweethearts and have been married 14 years. This blog is where I share my random thoughts and musings about our every day life.

Michael Brent

M is eight years old, and very much the boss of our little crew. He is the best helper a girl could ask for. He is super smiley and lots of fun. He always has something to say (translate - he talks ALL DAY EVERY DAY).

Ellie Rose

Sweet E is four years old and a middle child mess. She can laugh and cry in the same breath. She is crazy independent, lovey, and nurturing. She calls me "mama" which I love.

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Rhett Franklin

"Tootie" or the "Tyrant Tater" is the baby of the family and he definitely knows it. He is not about to let the older taters get a leg up on him. He is a picky eater, and a so-so sleeper. He has huge blue eyes and the cutest dimples I have ever seen. We are so proud to call him ours.

Georgia Marie

Baby Georgia is our sweet angel who has already went to be with Jesus. She would be six years old today. G was stillborn in 2008 due to an umbilical cord accident. We rejoice in the hope that we will be reunited with her in eternity. Hebrews 6:19